I realized something recently,, if you counted each individual stitch from every surgery I have had in my life as a separate score I would probably have somewhere over 300. That is not counting the small incidentals cars that you get from just being a kid. I used to hate my scar. I would wear... Continue Reading →
You can all breathe now I'm absolutely fine I sound funny because they put a tube down my throat but I'm otherwise fine.
Tomorrow I go into the hospital for surgery, out patient surgery this time thank goodness. This means I should will be home before six in the evening. It's only removing an extra long screw which has been causing me grief , the rest od the metal gets to stay put as structural reinforcements. They really... Continue Reading →